I drive a 2002 Honda Accord. In the 8 years I’ve had it, I’ve managed to rack up 206,000 miles. Recently, I noticed that my brakes were acting weird, feeling funny against my foot when I pressed the pedal. I mostly ignored it, because the brake light indicator hadn’t come …

I borrowed the title of this post from a youtube video by Jenna Marbles on the same topic. It’s hilarious and you should definitely watch it right now… I’ll wait. Go on now. I definitely get Jenna’s point of some girls just wanting to whore it up on the one …

This Apple rant is brought to you by, oh, I don’t know, like 7 cups of coffee and a slice of pumpkin pie. Ah, to see the world through Apple-colored glasses… I’ve avoided posting on my feelings regarding iphone 5 since my last Apple rant was pretty terrifying, but …

So, I have a pig living in my backyard. One of my friends is moving to a new house and Napoleon the pig needed a place to stay while he moved and settled in. I volunteered because I’ m a nice person and a super duper friend, but mostly I …

This Saturday, I will be being the best friend that I can be and babysitting my friend’s potbelly pig until he gets moved and settled into a new home. Napoleon should be very happy living in my backyard, yet the jury’s still out on whether or not the dogs will appreciate his presence and lawn-trimming skills.

This is one of the best documentary clips of all time. Summary: animals drunk off their asses from fermented fruit, with silly complementary sound effects. Boi-oi-oi-ng!

Incidentally, I am currently in the market for a marula tree and a few monkeys, if anyone’s selling.

PS I am absolutely not interested in anyone positing that these animals were sedated or anything else that makes me sad. Just don’t, you guys. Just try to enjoy drunk elephants and hungover monkeys like the rest of the internet please.

After too many chips and dents and sheet marks, I decided it was time to take a look at changing my nail polish top coat. Through reading just dozens and dozens (ok, like three) blogs and reviews, I saw a consistent winner and bought myself a bottle of Seche Vite… and oh my goodness, it is good. Here I am, six days after my home-mani and though the tips are slightly worn, there is no chipping and peeling. Also, it dried so quickly that I only had time to bump them against a door handle once (with minimal damage) before drying! A loyal customer has been gained, Seche Vite. And even though I don’t quite know how to say your name, my hands belong to you.

(For results on par with mine, be sure not to do dishes or manual labor or try to peel up stickers or anything.)

I’d like to think that my blog is decidedly not girly. While I do talk about boys sometimes, it’s not a handbag/makeup/cookie recipe/mommy blog website. It’s not that I dislike those kinds of blogs (I actually have a whole list of them that I read), I just feel that if …